You know you can call Dazai if you need someone. He’ll pick up the pieces if you come undone. Painting stars up on your ceiling cause you wish that you could find some feeling. He needs you to hold on, heaven is a place not too far away. We all know he should be the one to say “we all make mistakes.” Take his hand and hold on, tell him everything that you need to say. Cause he knows how it feels to be someone who’s losing their way. You’re looking for answers in a place unknown. You need the connection but you can’t get close. Midnight til morning, call if you need somebody, he will be there for you. Healing takes time, especially after you spent your whole life trying to find some meaning to live. He understood. He’d never been one to share feelings with anyone else, until he met you. You both met in high school, and now you’re both twenty two. You share an apartment, and you started dating around your sophomore year of high school. He knew that some days it was really hard for you to express yourself. That was fine. You shouldn’t have to stress about it, when he was right there with you. You were currently laying on his chest, he had just got you to calm down from a panic attack. He rubbed your scalp, his fingers soothing and tender.

“Mm..” He hums softly, kissing the top of your head.